Today is my 24th birthday. There was a fuzzy, fast start: waking up in my bedroom in my parents’ house, supremely comfortable under the covers but knowing I had to jump out of bed and shower so as not to mess up the schedule for anyone else. It’s weird sometimes, to think about how things change and how normal, everyday things continue even when you’re not around.
I’m so thankful for my family today. I’m so thankful for my friends today. I’m thankful for work, even if it sometimes drives me crazy. I’m thankful to be in this beautiful city.
I am so blessed that I have lived these past 24 years on this Earth. I came into this world early – maybe impatient, or eager to get started. I have gone through so much already. I am so excited to see what 24 holds.
Goals on my 24th birthday:
To write, and write, and write. Make those edits on my novel and start shopping it out to agents. Work on those short stories that are currently only scribbles and notes. Start submitting to literary magazines again.
In the same vein: Stop TALKING about doing things and START ACTUALLY DOING THEM.
Continue to journal, and to take at least one photo every day.
Spend as much time as I can with my friends. Try new things, enjoy being young, take lots of photos, make lots of memories. Laugh a lot.
See my family as much as I can. I treasure every minute I get to spend with my mom, my dad, my sister, or my puggle.
Don’t be afraid to do things alone. Be open. Be happy.